enjoyed -a quiet contemplative poem for me
On 12/10/2016 23:05, Sheila Murphy wrote:
> *All the Leaves Plump Down at Once*
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> Thin branches line the quiet sunlight,
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> almost evening
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> my impatience reminiscing happiness.
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> Autumn takes rehearsing. Lakeside near impending winter
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> the lumber yard showcases low-grade wood
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> we would have thrown away in other years.
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> Literal repairs pierce walls beside my room.
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> A while ago I tried to meditate beside the window.
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> A conversation with one fact unspooled itself across the sidewalk.
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> Rest retracts what prompted its return.
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> The self amid the emblems of repeated selves.
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> Now the dry light hastens privacy to come.
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> I lie down next to expectations and find sleep.
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> All the quiet I would ever need re-lives my life to me.
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> Please pass the salary, the saline, water from the Great Salt Lake.
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> Sheila E. Murphy
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